Udaya R. Tennakoon


Writer And Life - Poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon

The cup on the table
Getting cold of warm milk
I was awaken and you left
Opening the curtain
To come sunlight

The last moment
The eager of sleep
Turning to other side
Get the day for more night

You know the time
I come to bed at night
The day is my night
You have no sense

Never ever dropped a word
To change yours routine
I drink cold tea
Because of my routine


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 8, 2013


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